Today is the first day of Spring, and of all the years I’ve been on this earth, I’ve never paid attention to the change of seasons as I did today. Winter 2013-2014 has been a terrible burden to bear, and now it’s over. It can, and probably still will, get cold and bring some more snow and ice. Bring it on, I say, because Winter is now done. It’s over. Gone. Hasta la vista, Winter.
On this first day of Spring, I had two baseball-themed pieces published online. The first one appeared on WrigleyvilleNation, and it chronicled the losing ways of the Cubs and the White Sox, going all the way back to 1901. It was published this morning, when Winter was in its final few hours.
The second piece was published at midday, and it appeared just as Spring was showing Winter the door. It’s fitting that a baseball piece ushered in Springtime, at least to me. Hockey is a Winter sport, and so is basketball, and even football to a certain extent. But baseball is anathema to Winter. Baseball and Winter cannot co-exist with each other, and that’s part of the reason why it’s so grand. Hello Baseball, and good-bye Winter. That’s exactly what we need after these past few months.
The Springtime piece appeared on ThroughTheFenceBaseball, and it listed the remaining major leaguers who were born in the 1970s. They’re an ever-shrinking group, and I started something I’m calling That 70s Project to chronicle–in a way I don’t think anyone ever has–the disappearance of this group from the majors. More pieces in this vein will come, but everything has to begin somewhere.
I’m glad that Winter is gone, and Spring has finally arrived. It was a hard winter, that’s for certain.